It's no longer the Mother's Day of my mother's day.
Among 21st- century gifts I received from my children are a prepaid Starbucks card, a DVD of a favorite film, and an email card with two attachments: an elaborate powerpoint presentation and a page of redeemable coupons (dust the house, a noise-free afternoon perfect for napping, an elegant home-cooked dinner).
But the basics never change. All three of my children...plus now a beloved son and daughter-in-law...expressed their love for me. And my stepson will soon do the same.
I am deeply blessed beyond all reason...no matter what century the gifts.